Going Home

Tammy wished she hadn’t bothered going home for her father was still drunk and ranting at the television and her mother still faffing about in the catastrophe of the kitchen and the green Atlantic still heaving at the end of their garden.

There was no milk for tea so she went to the beach. A lone row-boat slapped against the sea-wall. A puppy lay immobile in the bilge-water and Tammy picked it up, thinking it was dead, but its limp body stirred. She put it inside her coat for it was ice-cold and hurried home. She didn’t care what they would say; she was keeping it.

Her mother filled a basin with warm water and put the little creature in it. It began to mew and Tammy looked for something to feed it with but there was nothing in the fridge but a piece of hard cheese. Then her mother pressed her finger to her lips and took out a glass of milk from the cupboard. ‘Don’t tell your father.’

Alison Marr

Alison Marr is a musician and poet, originally from Northern Ireland, who now lives in London. She writes short stories and poetry.

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Homewards

Home is not a place,

home is a time.

A dot in time.

A non-dimensional point in time.

 

A time in the past, but not gone.

It’s not what happened, but what you kept.

A time in the future, but already known.

It’s not what will happen, but its meaning.

 

Home is not a place – home takes place.

Home is being accepted without any exam – as a tree or as clouds.

Home is being welcomed long before you arrive.

Home is belonging – or rather having belonged.

 

Home is a point in the chest that keeps us breathing.

Juan Maria Solare

Composer and pianist, Juan María Solare, was born in Buenos Aires (Argentina) in 1966 and has lived in Germany since 1993. Solare teaches piano at the Musikschule Bremen, tango music at the Universität Bremen and Composition and Arrangements at the Hochschule für Künste in Bremen. He conducts the Jacobs Chamber Orchestra at the Jacobs University Bremen, and the symphonic orchestra of the Bremer OrchesterGemeinschaft.

His compositions are performed throughout Europe and broadcasted regularly. As pianist, centre of his repertory are the contemporary classical music (Cage, Schönberg, Pärt) and Argentine tango music – featuring his own works in both categories. He writes for music magazines (Madrid, Mexico, Buenos Aires, Köln, London) and for the radio (Deutsche Welle, Südwestfunk).

www.JuanMariaSolare.com

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Meditation on Hiraeth

 

Elan Valley, June 2016

I am coming back to me.

I see my reflection in the landscape,

in the place, in the sounds, the smells, the language.

I see myself, whole.

 

Feel my feet planted in the ground.

Sense my roots deep and strong.

I feel the living wood,

the sun on my skin, filling me with light.

 

Hear the breath of the breeze move through me.

Feel the cool water as it runs over my feet.

Feel it in my veins. Taste it.

It is a part of me.

 

Let me sit on this hillside,

body close to the earth,

The rhythm of life beats in me,

As above, so below.

 

My heart sings out loud, a ‘calon lan’,

I am of the land where Oaks grow

and birdsong fills my being.

I am home.

 

Ruth Raymer

Ruth is a walker, thinker, dreamer and writer. She says that her soul speaks in Welsh and Hiraeth pulls her back to Wales at every opportunity.In October 2017, she will embark on PhD research at the University of Essex as a CHASE DTP scholar, writing on the concept of Home and the human search for it.

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Going Home

She leaves the house, carrying a dark red leather luggage and a small handbag. She is wearing the perfect tan colour coat for Autumn weather. It is 1941. Another war has begun and she has decided to end her own. She has left a two page letter for Frank. She made sure no essential words were left out. She sliced her heart open in explaining her reasons. The ones he would never understand. She walked by the river and remembered the many times she wanted to make everything silent, to cool down her incandescent feelings for her girlfriend Susan. But today, she passed the river in the direction of the train station. She has decided for once and all to find her home, where her heart belongs. She must go. London and Susan were expecting her at 2pm. The train window framed the country landscape that she has to escape. The city is the ticket for her freedom. Susan is the one for love. She is now going home.

Alessandra Salisbury

Alessandra Salisbury is a Brazilian journalist, actress and creative writer. She lives in Australia with her husband and their 5 year old daughter Isabella, who was the inspiration for Alessandra’s first published kids book Naughty Nana, for sale on Amazon. Her works appeared and are forthcoming in the American literary magazines, Anti-Heroin Chic, The Borfski Press, and BlogNostics.

The Seethingographer #2 Summer 2017: Going Home

The Seethingographer #2

We are delighted to launch the second issue of The Seethingographer today!

This is a collection of writing and images on the theme of ‘Going Home’. Submissions were opened up worldwide, and we had an amazing international response!

A word from our guest editor Sinead Keegan…..
Reading through the submissions for this issue of The Seethingographer was a peek behind the curtains and around the corners of the spaces people call home. These pages are filled with the nuances of what it means to go home, from Alan Boyce’s gritty reality of homelessness to the hearth fairy of Julia Rose Lewis. Sometimes we find ourselves on the threshold, neither home nor away from home, as in Roger Leege’s ‘Fast Food’ which showed me a moment from my own childhood, and Maite Lisa Jordao’s permanent liminal emigrant existence ‘Coming Home’. Whether you know the places described, or they are alien, like Jim Lawrence’s cosmic view ‘Super Ape’, at the heart of all the pieces is the home we all know or perhaps long for. Enjoy the journey. Enjoy the homecoming.

Thanks to Alban Low at Sampson Low Ltd and to The Marvellous Smellymaroo for design and layout. Buy a copy of The Seethingographer #2 here for £2 + £1.20 p&pBuy Now Button

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